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| Vogue Fashion Night out, buzzing in Rue St Honore. |
| Now that's a do! |
| Up close with Emmanuel Alt, editor of Vogue |
| Mini Vogue car escorting Emmanuel from pace to place. |
Welcome to Sanremo. A beautiful night on the beach.
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| Lunch by the pool. Ok, so we took the buffet, but so yummy in our tummy! |
| Mmmmm |
| More mmmmm..... Zac cuddling Benoluci. |
| Benoluci! he's unsure if this is a bath or a toilet |
| Bloody journals....they take as much time as these damn blogs to do! |
| In our hotel room having take away pizza and veggies. Bloody great mate! |
| Any Scotch in here? |
| The walk through the hotel to the beach.....great gardens. |
| Might put my aching feet up for a rest. |
| Why doesn't our path at home look like that? |
| Magic hotel...if your passing in the neighbourhood drop in to the Royal. |
| Will someone let me out.....these Hamersfeld's are a bunch of loonies |
| While waiting for dinner by the beach. |
| We went for a walk. |
| And almost didn't come back! Heeeelp!!!!!! |
| Wish she fell in. |
| We are at chloes wedding. |
| Not really, got home from dinner and made friends with the daggy pianist. Next scene we're all dancing the night away having the greatest time together.. |
| Lets twist again... |
| Zac telling me i can't dance....he's right. |
| We left Antibes early, had brekky in Cannes. |
| Same photo but with Nat....amazing photography Amber! |
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| So we must be in Mougin now at a Photography Museum. |
| View from the top. Mougin is Mirka Mora's best french town. |
| Peak a boo! I see you...... |
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| Model material. |
| Why is he always painting with his top off |
| The town is like a snail shell similar to Paris but on much, much smaller scale |
| Driving in to Monte Carlo |
| So here we are! Inside Hotel de Paris. Not bad flowers. |
| They all got vongole, like their Pappa Berni would want. |
| As for Papa Barry, well!! |